A story about two Slayer’s, Lycans and a Lycan King. (Sexual content ) Will a Slayer might it out alive? Or could a Slayer be more than a battle warrior who only feels joy once she’s completed the kill. Will best friends make it out alive or will the Lycan King kill the abnormality of aSlayer or make her his Queen rather she’s willing or not?Missy and Bre have one night a month they set aside and sneak away from the family business to just let go and be free at their favorite night club and tonight’s the night! ************** I’m Currently on top of one of the clubs main speakers up front by the DJ swaying my hips to the heavens only knows what song while B is off seducing her way to free drinks. I’m not for sure if Bre just likes knowing she can manipulate just about any man into anything she wants or if she just hates paying for drinks. I see my bestie approaching with two drinks of some sort and hop down to hopefully get one from her before she downs them. “ You know all the men and h*ll even half the women in here were eye fucking you right? And why does your a** always end up in a speaker Missy?” Bre said with her classic evil smirk. “ And why do you seduce your way to free drinks when we can’t even get drunk my dearest Bre”. After I snatch a drink myself from her we lock arms and make our way over to the VIP section. “ I like the chase of my Prey” Bre laughed and smacked my ass that the bartender had been eyeing and licking his lips over while Bre looked him dead in his eyes. All I could do was shake my head at this point because the heavens only knows what she’s going to do to that poor man later when she chains him to her bed tonight. “ So M are you ready for our last mission? It’s an entire pack of rogues this time.”Bre snapped me out of whatever delusion I was working up thinking of her and her sexual torture on the bartender and I couldn’t help but start laughing. Bre knew how much I hated rogues even though I didn’t know why. It was just another kill by my hands yet again. Didn’t matter to me if I got to use my dagger or had the opportunity to plunge my hand deep into the rogues chest and feel his heart no longer beat in my hands as I yanked it out. Last time we fought rogues I woke up covered in blood in some dark creepy cave with Bre yelling at me how she had been looking for me for days. Somehow we had been separated when I went after to leader and saying she was pissed is an understatement. “Listen all I’m saying is if I have to hunt your b**ch as* down after two days to find you taking a nap again I’m telling GG Jo, that crap wasn’t normal Missy and I’m still mad you won’t talk about it or tell anyone what happened.” “I’m ready” that’s the only response I could give her since I didn’t know what happened either just that I had some really weird body parts as pillows when she found me. “ Listen Bre I get it ok I get you care but let’s just focus on this last mission and get our cute butts to Vegas for a year off from having to go on some half informed mission about some creep we have to slay.”

Missy and Bre have one night a month they set aside and sneak away from the family business to just let go and be free at their favorite night club and tonight’s the night! ************** I’m Currently on top of one of the clubs main speakers up front by the DJ swaying my hips to the heavens only knows what song while B is off seducing her way to free drinks. I’m not for sure if Bre just likes knowing she can manipulate just about any man into anything she wants or if she just hates paying for drinks. I see my bestie approaching with two drinks of some sort and hop down to hopefully get one from her before she downs them. “ You know all the men and h*ll even half the women in here were eye fucking you right? And why does your a** always end up in a speaker Missy?” Bre said with her classic evil smirk. “ And why do you seduce your way to free drinks when we can’t even get drunk my dearest Bre”. After I snatch a drink myself from her we lock arms and make our way over to the VIP section. “ I like the chase of my Prey” Bre laughed and smacked my ass that the bartender had been eyeing and licking his lips over while Bre looked him dead in his eyes. All I could do was shake my head at this point because the heavens only knows what she’s going to do to that poor man later when she chains him to her bed tonight. “ So M are you ready for our last mission? It’s an entire pack of rogues this time.”Bre snapped me out of whatever delusion I was working up thinking of her and her sexual torture on the bartender and I couldn’t help but start laughing. Bre knew how much I hated rogues even though I didn’t know why. It was just another kill by my hands yet again. Didn’t matter to me if I got to use my dagger or had the opportunity to plunge my hand deep into the rogues chest and feel his heart no longer beat in my hands as I yanked it out. Last time we fought rogues I woke up covered in blood in some dark creepy cave with Bre yelling at me how she had been looking for me for days. Somehow we had been separated when I went after to leader and saying she was pissed is an understatement. “Listen all I’m saying is if I have to hunt your b**ch as* down after two days to find you taking a nap again I’m telling GG Jo, that crap wasn’t normal Missy and I’m still mad you won’t talk about it or tell anyone what happened.” “I’m ready” that’s the only response I could give her since I didn’t know what happened either just that I had some really weird body parts as pillows when she found me. “ Listen Bre I get it ok I get you care but let’s just focus on this last mission and get our cute butts to Vegas for a year off from having to go on some half informed mission about some creep we have to slay.”